Imperfect Happiness

Alright, so this post is going to be a little different.

It’s a little different because I didn’t think about it, or plan it out, or say “does this fit the rest of my blog?” The whole point of a blog is to write. And I have been neglecting to do that, and there are a few reasons.

To start, I stumbled across www.smart-twenties.com – and if you have not heard of Sam’s blog, I highly encourage checking it out. I’ve been listening to her podcasts (which by the way, I did not know the magic and wonder of podcasts and it makes my commute SO MUCH BETTER), and she talks a lot about the emotional barriers we create for ourselves that inhibit us from pursuing what truly makes us happy. [Side note: If you know of similar blogs to smart-twenties definitely let me know – I’d be interested!]

For me, I am happiest when I am writing. What’s great is that I am happy writing literally almost anything – a poem, a narrative, an essay, a journal reflection, an email… Anything. And yet I have robbed myself of that in the search for perfection. For every post to be coherent with mindfulness and spirituality and be helpful to everyone…

But in reality, this has caused me to write practically nothing at all! And what good is that? It certainly doesn’t make me happy.

So, internet, here I am. Here I am in all my raw, imperfect glory, jotting down ramblings on a page. I have a blog, but have no idea what exactly I’m doing with it, and it might change entirely, or it might evolve. I truly don’t know. But I think this is an important first step. I can’t know what I want to write about if I continue to stifle myself and not write at all.

Expect to see more to come! In the meantime, cheers and happy Friday (or as I like to say, FriYAY!) to you all.